C1993 Promise of ten thousand years
"My time seems to have passed …" Long Aotian said in shock.
Chu Qianye nodded slightly.
The passage of time is different from acceleration. While acceleration can be sensed, passing through time is not easily sensed. Just like how one stealthily steals away the passing away, this sacred art is truly strange.
Everyone looked towards Chu Qianye, their faces carrying traces of fear
